My Holiday's Holiday

I only found time to play some computer games. On one of my rare ventures out of that prison of assements and homework, I went to the Cathay Cinneplex (maybe the most boring place on earth other than school), I blinked furiously, trying to get used to the light-I was only used to the darkness.But what can you expect from someone who's half dead from holidaying and homework? I think holidays are just a waste of precious time. You take a holiday and come back even more tired. So,why bother taking holiday? (I don't care if you think I'm mad.)

Things in this blog represented to be fact, may actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky.